I hadn’t seen James 2 in ages. He’d moved out last year to pursue a doomed romance, and, after a very dramatic few months, had ended up living in Hoxton. I’d last seen him at his 27th birthday party a couple of months ago, though that barely counted as I was irretrievably off my noggin […]

My friend Carla, estate agent graphic designer and vegetarian correspondent for Curious London, tells me that word on the street in the property world is that Earl’s Court is the place to buy right now. (Apparently Clerkenwell is also on the up, if you’re interested, but a two-bed flat there already costs a metric butt-tonne so […]

I’ve recently discovered a secret pocket of Marylebone oozing with amazing little restaurants. It’s called Seymour Place, and I’d never heard of it until the developers got in touch to tell me about a new Italian restaurant in the area, Bernardi’s, which turned out to be so good I went twice in as many weeks.

Until very recently, I thought London’s biggest pizza was made by King’s Pizza of Caledonian Road, which sells its wares – not so much pizzas as great wagonwheels of solid heart disease – at £10 a go. At 18″ across, they offer pretty good value – financially if not nutritionally – although, regrettably, no actual taste. […]

I am currently writing this from my bed of shame and guilt after an epic episode of what my fun and fruity workmate would describe as ‘carbicide’. I’d gone along to the new branch of Vapiano in Soho with the ever-trusty Carla Juniper, and we’d accidentally eaten, well, everything. We had to be practically bowled out […]